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nunca em toda minha vida
no alvorecer, disse
sadly falando
há qualquer um lá
năo gire sua cabeça
a o que uma mulher a comparará beloved
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
em números mournful
o que nós fará agora
sono, irmăo cinzento da morte
se eu souber o narrow uma prisăo é amor
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro

 



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